I woke up at five,
and I felt alive.
I left at five forty two,
I could still smell the dew.
The sun was still down,
and the clouds looked brown.
But I ran,
I had weights in each hand,
ready to conquer Westland.
Though by the time I got to Central City,
I felt just about as strong as a little kitty.
But I kept going,
and the sky started glowing.
It was really pretty,
...the sunrise finally came to the city.
There was a cloud or two,
but that only added to the view.
I ran much faster, like I had superpowers,
and made the six miles under two hours.
It is my best time thus far,
and I felt like a superstar.
But, I have a lot more training to do,
...though I must say, I already grew.
I love how I am making proggres jooging
and bodybuilding and blogging...
...and all at the same time,
that sure is a lot of adventure and rhyme.